Kleft's face distorted in horror the moment he was frozen. The nearby ponies gasped; one mare screamed and took off running. 'Well, buck! This is embarrassing.' Kleft thought as he became a living ice sculpture for all nearby spectators to oogle at. "Iagor!" Kleft practically shouted with his mind. He felt Iagor slip and fall to the floor. 'Definately up to his womanizing-antics again...' Kleft thought. In a message, he said "Whomever you're doing, it can wait. I'm frozen right outside your inn, come help me!" Iagor's embarrassment was plain and clear for anypony who tuned in. "Oh dear...I...you knew about that?" He responded shyly. Kleft would have facehoofed if he weren't incapacitated. "Yes, and honestly, I could care less. You can return to your business in a moment, but right now you need to get down here and free me!" (I'm willing to edit this post if I went a little overboard with it. Just creating Iagor's character in case I feel like using him again later.)
(It's fine with at least me as long as you don't describe it, the mods could be a different story though.)
"Well, when the Extreme weather team split up, Heculius offered me a jobs as a commander in his military." Fire sighed, "The new job pays well, but I still miss taking out tornadoes... By the way, where's Dark?"
Snow sighed, "She went with Tremalius as she tought that he would be better to back given her military background. She something along the lines of 'Celestia's insane, Luna's a lost cause, and Heculius is too friendly'" she sighed, and it was obvious that Snow missed her counterpart, the two were quite literally two parts of a whole.
The rust-colored pony appeared at the door of a nearby inn within minutes. His face was blood red. He was blushing so hard Kleft was afraid he would pass out. "Sir, sorry sir, I'll get you out as soon as possible." Iagor whispered. He placed his horn gently on the ice, and a large "CRACK!" was heard for nearly a kilometer. The ice where his horn had been previously was replaced with a large indent in the ice. Kleft took advantage of the new weakness and punched his hoof through it. He and Iagor together broke the rest of the ice away without issue, except for one piece flying off and scraping Iagor's shoulder. When he was all clear of the ice, Kleft was soaking wet and shivering. 'That pony messed with the wrong stallion.' Kleft thought, dangerously close to causing his own head to explode in rage. "Is that all, sir?" Iagor squeaked. Kleft shook the water off himself and looked over the horizon to see that the fires had been extinguished. "No, that is all, you may return now." Iagor shook his head. "No, I'm done. I think I'll head home. Goodbye." Still red as a beet, Iagor turned his tail and headed off in the opposite direction. Kleft looked back at the smoke rising off the island's northwestern tip. 'Who were you...' he thought curiously as he turned and trotted back towards his home.
"Well that's the one reason why I decided to side with Heculius, his friendliness," Fire began, "I just don't wanna end up in a war." The two finally reached the base, "Thunder!" Fire yelled to a soldier, "Take this prisoner to the jail cells." "Yes, sir!" the soldier replied, taking the criminal off Fire's back.
Winter came to a little grove on the edge of the island. He pulled out a strange contraption that looked like a jet pack with a hose sticking out the top. He slung it on his back and fixed the hose onto his horn. He concentrated and soon a jet of flame from his horn was going through the contraption and out the tail end of it. He shot off like a rocket northward towards Canterlot (Nothing to do here) and couldn't help but wonder if that one pony would find his note. If he did, he would see him again in a couple weeks on the mainland, if he followed it. But he did give a pretty good reward, the liberation of Lunar Island and his change over to their side.
(come on! I wake up today, and all i see is 4 new pages! Are you guys insomniacs or what?) Velvet looked at the staircase, and the plate with the tea was still outside. "Sis'? Your tea will be cold..." She didn't answered. "Purple?" Worried, Velvet Haze went upstairs, magically put the plate out of her way, and opened the door. She almost screamed when she saw the opened window, and no sign of her sister. She rushed to the window, and looked down. She was gone for nearly an hour, it was obvious that she had fled and was far by now. She closed the window with her magic. She said to herself, 'Don't worry, you'll find her. She wouldn'ty have fled by herself. I know my sister, and i know she have no idea she is doing. The only places she knows are this boutique and her school, so she must've went to the school.' Satisfied of her judgement, and her ability to hold herself, Velvet went downstairs, took her violin, and her saddlebag. 'Personal mission: i only come back here with Purple, or i don't come back at all.' She opened her shop's door, walked outside, and locked the door behind her. She started to walk towards Velvet's school.
((Im just going to say that my cell is made of iron... Ok... Is that ok?)) Ore groaned and he rolled and suddenly he fell and hit something hard he slowly opened his eyes to see a silver floor he rolled again to see the roof also the same color as the floor. His eyes finally opened and the whole room was the same color he stood up quickly, once he was on his feet he heard a clanging noise he jumped and tapped the floor again and the same noise produced, a huge grin went on his face and he noticed a door he walked over to it and looked through the bars he sighed. He quickly shoved his head back into his room and moved his front shoulders up and down he slammed his hooves on the ground and used his magic to pull the floor off he grunted in frustration trying to get the iron squares out but the final bolts popped and the iron square was now free for his use he smiled now to his ears and shaped the iron square as a chest piece he stomped his hooves again shaping a iron battle suit like the ones he saw on the Lunar Island.
Silver's direct route to the military base was disturbed when a guard inquiring something of a tourist was suddenly frozen solid. What the...? He saw the unicorn responsible slip into the shadows, and followed him immediately. Blatantly attacking a guard like that was treason, and could only mean that he was up to no good. Silver gave chase to the offending stallion, his sharp eyesight allowing him to catch the glimmering movement of his quarry, though whether he was following stealthily was debatable. He wasn't going to let anypony get away with something like that!
(Hey Silver, can you more thourghly describe what happens as you follow Winter as I already detailed his escape? Oh, and I'm bringing in a five post limit.)
Dark Shine flew around his private cloud, hoping that somepony would give him something to do. If nopony came to him he would check any notice board. He never liked work but it gave him something to do. "Ah well... Another day, another turn on the wheel of life..."
(More details? Okie Dokie Lokie! Just give me a while to edit it into my post, I'm gonna be on and off in the next few hours.)
(Holy wow, five pages already!) A rather burly, male pegasus guard made his way through the halls of Canterlot Castle. He had a scowl on his face as he made his way to his destination, the residence of a certain unicorn who shall, to protect his identity, remain unnamed. When the guard reached the door to the residence, he raised a hoof and banged on it several times. “Imperial Guard! Open up!” The door creaked open, revealing a young male unicorn, slight of frame and rather unattractive-looking, at least in the guard’s eyes. The unicorn pushed his glasses up on his face and stammered, “Uh…what can I do for you?” “It has come to my attention that you are in possession of a certain book which does not belong to you. Give it back immediately.” The unicorn squinted at the guard. “Corona…?” The guard stepped forward. “Yes. The book belongs to Corona Borealis. She demands that it be returned to her immediately!” The guard then deepened his scowl and rose up over the unicorn. “She will have the book back, one way or the other…” The unicorn gulped, getting the guard’s meaning loud and clear. He levitated the book toward the guard, who grasped the book with his mouth and placed it under his wing. “Excellent… Although I was really hoping you’d want to do it the hard way…” He then turned and went back down the hall from where he came. After several twists and turns, he found the residence of Miss Corona Borealis. He didn’t even bother knocking, he just casually strolled inside and shut the door behind him. He approached a nearby vanity (of which there were several in this particular residence) and scowled. Then he said to his reflection, “She will have her book back, one way…” As the guard’s voice trailed off, its pitch rose to that of a female’s as the burly frame became more petite and its color slowly changed from pure white to teal, the eyes changing from blue to violet. A horn slowly sprang from her head as she finished, “Or the other…” She admired herself in her mirror a little while longer before launching into a fit of uncontrollable giggling.
(I suppose you'll be in the capital in your next post, so why don't we meet near that magic kindergarden?) Velvet walked to her sister's school, and, as she expected, she wasn't there. Maybe she would be inside? She appreached the door, and tried to open it with magic. It remained locked, but she knew it wouldn't stop her sister. After a few unsuccesfull attempts, she unlocked the door with a brooch from her widow. As she entered the darkness of the school's halls, she heard a deep 'vlam', like a door that somepony would have kicked to close it. She retained a surprise exclamation, and walked silently in the main hall, the main door still wide open behind her, letting the light from outside show her the main forms of the halls and doors.
Winter got up in pain, he had lost his train of thought, and the next thing he knew, he falling like a stone. He looked around, but the room was very dusty from his crash landing, beams of sunlight shone through the dust, barely illuminating the room. Winter tried to walk, but his right front leg gave in. Definately broken, he thought to himself. Using his three good legs, he managed to get out of the room and into the hall, although he force the door open with a little too much power. He collapsed in the hallway and cried out for help, hoping some pony would hear him.
Velvet heard a pony yelling, 'Help!'. She replied "I'm coming! Where are you?", and managed to go upstairs in the dark staircase she saw a minute ago. She almost falled, the steps weren't high like the ones at her shop. She hold herself on the ramp, and arrived at the second floor, still dark as night.
Dark Shine walked around his Cloud. Nothing was going on as far as he could see. He decided to Fly around and see if anyone wanted anything or any kind of Weather.
